working on the girls again
So I’ve been putting in some goddess time, writing more about them. FYI: having long drawn out conversations with goddesses, investigating their paths to navigate the vagaries of life, makes you rather heavily take stock of your own.
I was writing a bit with Kore, a name for Persephone in her maiden guise:
Kore, the Maiden
(Image courtesy of Thalia Took, as always. Someday she’s going to figure out that I have the crazy fangrrl love and I will be very embarrassed…)
Anyhow, as deeply personal as this bit below is, it also says something that I think is rather important, and so worth some mild embarrassment to post. I didn’t know that I knew this, or if it came to me, or what. But here you go.
“…We help each other; we cannot walk each other’s path. Nor,” she continues, giving me a sharp, shrewd look, “can we let the path of others define our path.”
“I am sick of hearing that refrain,” I say, and my voice holds some warning I do not understand. “You can allow your path to be influenced by another’s.”
“Darling,” Kore says in a gentle voice, “you cannot. It is folly to think so. You can make decisions with others in mind. But it is always your path. It is destinies that twin themselves together. That is connection, that is the expression of love: to face the same adversity and wonder together. An oboe cannot sound like a flute, nor a flute like an oboe, but together they can produce such harmony that the sound could break or mend your heart. You cannot choose as someone else would choose. You can simply be in the situation with them, holding hands as you each pick your own stones to step across.”
“I had never thought of it that way,” I say.
“Perhaps you should,” Kore says, amused.
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